Day 592
Campeche
We’d done with the hot sauce, adios Tabasco and hola the state of Campeche! We continued to hug the coast. We were now riding by endless miles of stunning white sand with a sea a mesmerising mix of blues and greens. It hardly looked real. We couldn’t resist stopping, and waded into the sea allowing the waters of the Gulf of Mexico to cool our legs. The timings were wrong or we would have stopped for the day. Though we were taking as direct a route as possible the road was kind, the traffic eased, no hills, and despite that ever-present head wind, on we went.
To encourage us to get the miles done we set ourselves a challenge. Ride another 90-mile day, find a hotel with decent Wi-Fi and ring my lovely sister-in-law Mel for a chat. It worked. The miles flew by. We headed to ‘Ciudad del Carmen’, an island linked to the main land by bridges. With the sea all around us it was simply stunning, and I got to end the day chatting to my Mel, fantastic.
Leaving Carmen behind we continued on more bridges linking miles of narrow pieces of land. We hadn’t ridden the Florida Keys, well here we were riding something so similar just without any traffic! After a night wild camping, hiding in the tent from the Debs and Tom eating ants, seriously those things hurt, we had just one more day’s ride to our much-anticipated day off the bikes and a day climbing pyramids!
